College isn’t Enough

College isn’t Enough

College isn’t Enough

5 am, my dad walked into my bedroom. “Wake up, we’ve got to go,” he said sharply though gently. I shook off the morning funk and pulled on my size 5 K-Mart work boots after I pulled on my Wrangler work jeans that were hand-me-downs. Stumbling into the kitchen from the dark hall, I saw my dad making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches out of an entire loaf of bread and putting it back into the bread bag, then into the lunch box. We walked outside to the moonlit morning and into the frosty truck idling waiting for the defroster to work.

We arrived at the yard to the sound of backhoes starting up and loading onto the beavertail trailers, excavator tracks screeching onto theZiementrailers, the low rumble of the 1976 Ford dump truck coming to life. The I-beams covered in dew glistened in the morning sunrise. I tried to lift theviber-plate into the truck; foreman, Dave gives me a gentle smile as he helped me liftinthe plate, I had no concept I weighed as much as the tool at that age. We piled into the gang truck after the frantic gathering of tools and delineation. We were off. Put up the men working signs, throw out the delineators and caution tape; the thunder of the partner saws cutting, and jackhammers chipping.

Growing up in a construction family this was my morning on many days I wasn’t in school. The alarm went off and I was up with the crew. My Dad had started a business with a shovel and a dream. He had built it into a well-respected firm on the Central Coast of California doing concrete and heavy structure lifting. He always made sure I wasn’t given any perks as the boss’s kid. I pushed a shovel and swept and tended to the journeyman just like the otherlaborers. At the time I didn’t get it, why would you ever go into this business. When I was ten years old, all I could think about was getting my $200 weekly check and buying new clothes or lifting weights at the gym. Twenty years later I get why he had my brother, and I go with him. It taught us hard work anda skill—askill not learned in a classroom and a respect not taught in a book.

We worked along with persons of ‘doing,’ of ‘creating’, and of the tangible. I learned that no matter your feelings you move on, you progress, and you meet your deadline. You stayed with it until you finished whether that was 2 pm or Midnight. My brother and I learned skills that allowed us as teens to make as much as our high school teachers. We learned the feeling of satisfaction that could only be gleaned from failure after failure then finally success. We learned that ‘tired’, that only comes from scrubbing concrete that you are behind on, and what perseverance is, falling with exhaustion after we “broom-ed” the concrete.

I own a construction business now and have obtained academic degrees and professional licenses. I teach construction management, construction law, and construction technology at local colleges. I’ve learned there is no replacement for trade knowledge and doing. I experience people all the time that speak about construction, and concrete in particular, in a way that makes it seem like you end up there.

I choose to be here. It is in my blood. The satisfaction of building, of creating, of forwarding a thing, that I can now take my son to and say ‘my boy, daddy built this,’ is hard to explain. The satisfaction I get from standing in front of a classroom of architectural engineering students professing how the field crew is reliant on them to design so that it can be built is immense. What is taught in college is useful design information, it teaches you theory and the basics. What it can’t teach you is how to walk fully upright, with confident self-respect, knowing that you, the tradesperson did something today that will help your community, not by creating a safe place for introspection and safe from words, but by putting in a sewer lateral that contributes to keeping your community disease free, that you paved a section of road that cars travel over smooth as ice-skaters in a rink, by pouring a section of sidewalk to allow your grandmother safe passage. You more than almost every trade have made everyone’s life, no matter station or status, better. You create the world that we live in, and you create the people with grit and with heart.

I look back with fond memories of my younger years working with my father and his crew I had the privilege to sit on the fender of my dad’s backhoe while he operated it at 6 years old, seeing something come into being. I have three degrees, six professional licenses, and a stack of certifications. I am the proudest of my construction expertise and “doing” in the trades.

I am retained in legal matters partially because I am a lawyer, real estate broker, and have master’s degrees. But really, I am retained because I am a builder and a doer, the things I didn’t learn in college are the valued that are valued the most. When you teach the next generation a trade, your contribution goes far beyond what any politician or theorist has done. You make a concrete contribution to making society a better and safer place.

You/we are tradespeople.

Dan KnightM.S., Esq.

Dan Knight is a San Luis Obispo resident, Attorney, Real Estate Broker, Building Contractor, and Cal Poly Lecturer. He is principal of The Law Offices of Daniel J. Knight and Dan Knight Construction & Plumbing.

Having grown up in a construction family, being a third generation constructor, Dan earned his strips working with a shovel in hand and trowels and bullfloats out. He knows the value of real-world experience and expertise. Having grown up in small town America, it allows a perspective of the working people while bringing in the perspective law and politics. Involved at the local, state, and national level. Dan is able to give a voice to the small contractor, homeowner, governments, and parties interested in construction.

We feel we have a duty to the community to give back in a way that helps to keep locals local, and contributes to society’s well-being. We believe that a way we are able to do this is to actively support and recruit qualified candidates from the Construction Technology Department at Cuesta College. We feel that society teaches that a four-year degree is the only way to success in modern life. We believe that the Construction Technology Department at Cuesta College is filling the gap by teaching general studies and hands-on skills that students can take to an employer to be successful and break the myth that four-year college is the only way to succeed.

I can honestly and wholeheartedly endorse Dan Knight after almost a year of working alongside each other. He shows genuine integrity, intelligence and a strong work ethic in everything he does. If you ever have a chance to work with Dan, you will understand what I am talking about.

Erik Wright, LEED AP, Construction Manager & Cost Estimator

Daniel is one of those rare people that you know will always be honest and open in business settings. He takes great pride in his work, and it definately shows both in his process and in the finished product. Daniel is constantly pushing himself to learn more, and this guarantees that he will always make accurate and relevant recommendations to those he chooses to work with. He is a great example of doing business the right way.

Kevin Campbell, Financial Advisor

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I had the pleasure of having Mr. Knight in two classes that I offered at the Santa Barbara College of Law: Environmental Law and Business Associations. Daniel was a first-rate student who was able to not only understand complex issues, but to articulate them in reasoned and comprehensible manners.